The colour (and shape!) of magic
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Noir was being a good girl, yes she was. She was further away from the den than she believed she had ever been before. It was necessary though, because the little child with the blue eyes every child at that age shared (except her siblings, apparently) was on a mission. Tayui had explained some of the ranks and roles a wolf could have in Aniwaya, which was the name of the place they lived! So, Noir was in Aniwaya, and there were several other wolves that she had to help and be nice to so that she could be a good citizen. They were making sick people into healthy people with flowers and plants. Snow was all she knew of, and so to see what was revealed underneath it had been a true revelation. The world had been sleeping while the snow had taken over the world, but it was alive and pulsing now, and slowly green was taking over as the dominant colour. Pretty, Noir thought it was so very pretty! The light tan child was at the northern part of Aniwaya, determined to find magic flower and plants that could help sick people, so that she could be a child hero. Her plan was clear, and everyone would acknowledge how such a good she was.

The yellowish flower in front of her was astonishing. The child had never seen flowers before, so it was odd. It was.. beautiful! The little child titled her head in slow motion while forming her lips into a silent ‘o’ in admiration. That plant was bound to have very strong magical powers that could heal anything. The child was not aware of the fact that it was merely a common flower, and that the pack had stacks of them dried and ready for use, so there was no use for it. Noir had seen some of the medicine plants, but many of them had been dry, and therefore the child was not able to recognize it as the same plant. Right now it was a new and exciting discovery that would cure whatever it might be. The girl was completely convinced she had found a true treasure in medicine. The child gently grabbed hold of the flower and pulled it up with the whole root following. Whee. She ran blindly forward, beaming with satisfaction. Oh, there was more! One more flower was pulled up with a piece of root and soil following. A grass looked promising and magical. Soon the child had her whole mouth full of definitely magical herbs that would heal the whole wide world.

The child was about to turn to go home, until she saw the strange, oval things on the forest floor. The Aston girl let go of the weed and lowered her little and black nose to give the things a sniff. They did not smell much, and they were slightly soft. And.. Her nose was pulled back by sheer shock when the white and gray thing had seemed to move. It was surely not an animal! It had no eyes and no mouth, how could it be alive and move!? The child threw a look around, wondering if somehow her sister or one of her brother was playing a weird trick on her. The world around her was quiet, with the exception of pretty bird song. She loved the mornings. The birds were singing and the air was fresh, and the world was pretty to look at. She dared herself to sniff the egg-shaped object again. Then something else happened, that made her fall down on her fat little bum. She could see it moving. Barely, as if there was something trapped inside it. Was she to call for help? Magic rocks, maybe they could heal people?

The innocent girl took the strange thing in her mouth, being extremely careful so that her sharp milk teeth did not pierce the rock, which felt strangely soft and weird. Well, magic rocks were not normal rocks, so there! She beamed, so proud that she was going to save the world. The ‘herbs’ and flowers (some of the plants she had gathered actually were plants that could be used for medicine, but most of it was merely weed and grass) were left behind, and she promised herself that she would pick it up later. Thing was that the little girl did not dare to take everything in her mouth at once. She wished she was big and could walk on two legs like her mother, but that too seemed to be something that came with age. Sigh, why was she so small and tiny! It was not fair how slowly she developed. She was not a runt, but the child had noticed that she was probably the smallest puppy in her litter. Not fair, because she was certain she was the one that wanted to grow up the most!

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With the new season came spring fever. Honoré had an unusual amount of energy. And unfortunately, his pack mates were none too pleased about it. He was annoying enough to start off with; add a boost of energy to that and you’ve got a real problem on your hands. The Québécois was like a child on a sugar high (if not worse). Even his body had problems channeling his liveliness. A pack mate had politely told him to get some fresh air, which was exactly what he was doing right now. However, his “small” walk had led him several miles south; a little too far from home.

Oh, it didn’t faze him now but it would later when his muscles got tired and he’d have to walk all the way back. He was content for the time being, that’s what really mattered. Que sera, sera! He’d deal with the upcoming problem later, much later. Right now, he focused on walking and looking good while doing so. He’d tried several kinds of walks up until now and his favorite one was the “runway model” one. It was a strut that very few people could pull off successfully. Of course, it was no challenge for a talented person like him. Honoré was so impressed with himself that he’d often look back at the way his butt cheeks jiggled this and that way.

He was so caught up with ogling himself that he didn’t notice the child on the ground until he almost stepped on her. The Tenens froze in his tracks, a little annoyed and taken aback by the sudden disturbance. Yes, it was her fault. She should’ve gotten out of the way and… what the heck was she doing? Eyes of metallic bronze travelled from the little girl to the egg in her mouth. The Poet didn’t know much about eggs and such, but he had a vague idea of what was in there. And it definitely wasn’t a chick. “What the… hey! What you doing?” Kids were just so weird.


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It was a bit scary, but surely there was nothing to be scared of! The strange and soft rock was moving every now and then, and it was a bit weird, the whole thing! Nevertheless, there was no reason to panic. Remember, this was a magical get-well rock, and it was going to make her a healer hero everywhere, because she was going to make everyone happy and healthy using this magical rock! There were more of them too! There had been four more where she had found this rock, but they had been broken somehow, and not really proper rocks anymore because they were hollow inside, and proper rocks weren’t. It had been lighter than the child had expected though, but the child had never seen an egg, so she had no idea that it was an unborn creature inside, ready to come out and breathe in the air of a whole new world. Noir had not come out of an egg! The child stopped in her tracks when she saw a big white guy coming her way. It was someone that was sick and he had come to be saved by her! There was no doubt about this in her mind. The child kept back a giggle, because the big man was walking in a weird way, and he kept looking at his own bum. The sight was funny! He had clearly seen her, because he came directly towards her, striding in a proud way, knowing that he was approaching to soon-to-be famous Noir Aston.

Closer and closer, and her ears started to flatten when he did not slow down. She couldn’t say anything because she had the magic rock in her mouth. She kept her faith in her own importance, though, so he knew she was there! He stopped right before she was stepped on, and looked down at her with something that seemed like a sort of surprise and/or annoyance. Noir did not pick up the annoyance part though, only the surprised look when he looked down to her. The girl wagged her tail, a silent greeting. He smelled a bit weird, but he was here, so he was family. They were all a big family here in the place called Aniwaya. He had pretty eyes. At least Noir thought so, and she was about to tell him so when the extremely big man began to talk. What was Noir doing? What? Did he not know that Noir had found something that would cure every sick wolf in the whole world? What had he been doing? He had been walking like someone weird, shaking his rump like a girl! Was he a girl? He had the thing between his legs, just like Attila, Claudius and Dawali, so he was a manthing. This was all so confusing. She would enlighten him. ”I has founded a rock that will make everyone feel good and not sick!” It was so obvious! She carefully laid down the soft thing, and it moved slightly. ”Look, it is magic rock and it is lives and weird.”

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Magic rock, healing powers, what the-? This child didn’t make much sense. And she talked a lot, too. So she had found a rock. Where was it? Honoré scanned the area for this magical pebble, but found nothing of the sort. Turning his attention back to the weird little girl, he gave her one of those skeptical looks. “What?” It was only then that he caught on. The egg in her mouth, that’s what she was talking about. While he understood how she could’ve mistaken that egg for a rock, the alabaster male had no idea where she’d gotten the idea that it could heal people.

Playing along and pretending to be “sick” just to see what she’d do with that egg was an intriguing idea. And he considered it for quite a few seconds. He imagined a few possible scenarios, but there were a couple he didn’t like. What if she tried healing him by throwing the egg at his head? That would hurt. Children were unpredictable and ignorant; he wasn’t going to risk it. Besides, he really didn’t want to be around when that thing hatched. Honoré had a reptile phobia. A baby snake would inevitably make him piss himself.

Since he’d nearly squashed her to death a few seconds earlier, the Québécois figured he’d do the pup a favor and tell her what her weird rock-thing really was. “No, té nounoune! Its an egg. E-G-G. Not a rock. Understand, yah?”



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She practically beamed at the big girly like man, so proud she found someone to show her magic rock off to so soon after finding it. She looked down at the white and yellow thing and watched it wobble with more intensity than she had seen before. A fine thread of saliva still connected her and the egg, and she shook her head to tear it off, and felt the spit cling to her jaw. Oh, wasn’t Noir adorable. Her tail waved in triumph, and she unconsciously pushed her fluffy little chest forward, ready to receive the medal of honour straight away. She was not sure if she was receiving the response she had expected though. The man just stood there and replied with a what?. He had not understood what she had said. So silly of her, but she could explain again. ”Magic rock to heal sick.” the girl said while slightly furrowing her eyebrows. Her smile stayed though, but instead of taking up her whole face in a happy line, it had turned into a happy kitty face. She looked from the stranger to the rock, her gaze as innocent as it was blue, only with a touch of a warm golden that would slowly distinguish the blue and become her natural eye colour. Her siblings’ eyes had changed prematurely on all three of them, but Noir’s eyes did not hurry getting rid of the baby blue that all young puppies shared up to a certain age.

The man said something she could not understand, followed by things she did understand. Strange words, but they had sounded pretty. Though, what was an egg? It was clearly a living rock. The little girl was not sure if she understood what the weird man meant, and her kitty smile slowly faded away and was replaced by a slightly unhappy frown that screamed in confusion. ”No.” He clearly had to explain this to her, because she was at a loss. ”Girl man, what are egg? And what are E-G-G?” the child was still small and had troubles learning the content of the language. The word egg and the pronounced letters alone was not the same word in her head. She was only a child, and so far from a bright one. She heard a strange sound, low, but definitely there. She looked down between her front paws where the magic rock rested, and saw that there was a rip in it. She gasped, instantly flattening her light cream ears. Her eyes quickly found the male again. He seemed a bit annoyed, and his bad karma had killed the magic healing rock. If not killed, then damaged it a lot! She let a small, almost nonexistent whine escape out between her lips. Then her ears perked up and registered the low hissing noise that seemed to come from the magic rock. Noir was very confused.

The girl got up on her feet and felt her hackles slowly rise. This always happened when the puppy started to get stressed, which she usually did when confusion got a nice grip on her.

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The little girl started explaining how her so-called rock healed the sick again, and Honoré gave his forehead a slap as he shook his head. It had never dawned on him that winning an argument against a puppy was impossible. So here he was, debating with a four-month-old over an egg… and she was winning. No matter how right he was, she would twist his words around and make him look stupid. Honoré wrinkled his nose suspiciously, not liking the fact that this pup had the upper hand. Sure, she looked all innocent-like with those pretty little eyes, but he knew what she was up to. This was all part of her plan.

A friendly debate was one thing, but the pup quickly resorted to insults. This conversation was going to get ugly. Girl man? Now that was flat out mean. A very serious frown appeared on his forehead, and he threw his head back indignantly. His eyes now refused to meet hers. She had hurt his ego. Anyone else would’ve brushed it off, but not Honoré. Oh no! This meant war. “Am not girl man!” he retorted, his comment accompanied by a soft whine. “Least I not have big bum like you, eh?” Okay, so that was a little low, even coming from him. But she’d started it!

Although he still felt mildly insulted, he decided to answer the kid’s question. “That is egg,” he said, pointing to the one in front of her. “Not a rock.” Luck was on his side, it seemed. Because as he said that, a crack tore through the creamy shell. “See, told you! There is something in there, yah?!” he boasted, though his voice held a hint of panic. Honoré didn’t feel like sticking around to see what would emerge from there. He tried to control his emotions, but the hiss that reached his ears was just too much to handle. Honoré jumped back, his receivers laid flat against his skull. “Eille, get away from there.”


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The girl was amazed at what was happening with her little magic rock. The man in front of her was interesting too, because the large adult seemed to get insulted by her words. She did not fully understand that his emotions were sincere, because she had not intended to be sincerely rude. His next words fully removed her gaze from the rocks so that she could stare at him openly in puzzlement. Big bum? Obviously the man had a bigger bum than hers? Her eyes were questioning, wondering if he was playing a game with her. Noir liked games. If not, and he was angry, then she could heal him with the magic rocks. ”Yes you has biggest bum.” the girl insisted, her puzzlement quickly becoming visible.

More cracks from the rock and he kept insisting it was an egg, whatever that was. It was true that there seemed to be something inside it, and the girl let her orbs fall down to the grayish white rock thing again. A wicked smile threatened to expand her face, and she poked her nose down against the cracks, eager to investigate the magic abilities that the rock had to offer.

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It was true that he had the biggest bum. It didn't matter though, because his rump was perfect in every way. What he’d meant was that he hoped Noir got a big bum when she grew up. So big that she wouldn’t be able to fit through a door! His wish was a little far-fetched, but his ego was still suffering from the “girl-man” comment. “Oh yah? You wait until bee stings your bum. Then it get swollen and bigger than mine,” he warned, not stopping to think how ridiculous his threat sounded.

She seemed unfazed by his words of wisdom anyway. He had warned her to step away from the egg, and she had ignored him. Now Honoré was torn between yanking her away from there, and letting her find what was in there. The second option was rather tempting, but it was morally wrong. And despite his annoying personality, the Valley wolf had some morals. He also felt connected to the little girl. That impression alone was what made him stay with her. “Egg is… Egg has baby animals in them. Baby animal in there. But this one is mean baby animal. Like groar! Okay? Dangerous! Now get away from there.” The Québécois planned on stepping in if she did not heed his warning. He didn't want a snake to latch onto that pretty nose of hers.


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Do di dam!

........ The adult warned her that a bee was going to sting her, and she flattened her ears, wondering exactly how much that would hurt. Bees were a bit pretty as well, and she quite enjoyed the gentle humming that filled her ears when they were close by. Another thing, they seemed to love flowers just as much as she did, and that made her automatically like them. It would be funny to imagine having a larger bum that the slightly mean adult wolf with the weird hat thing. She inhaled deeply, but the rock smelt a bit weird compared to what she was used to, but magic things were different from normal things because of the fact that they were magic. It was quite simple.


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Something pressed against her nose, and she felt her fur rise slightly. She removed her muzzle from the broken rock and perked her ears to take in the silly man’s words. Egg has baby animal? The girl looked down at the egg, unable to imagine that any baby animal could be mean. "Dangerous? " the girl asked slowly, a touch of worry entering her soft orbs. She wanted to know why though. "Why is it mean it is baby and baby cute and not mean?" Noir had not been a mean baby animal! The Aston child looked down at the stone, and saw a furless head stick out. Baby had no pelt!

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For someone who could easily make up theories about magic healing rocks, she sure wasn’t using her head right now. Honoré stared at her, his mouth slightly agape. His mind wandered for a moment, as he tried to picture how small of a brain was in that head of hers. She was cute alright, and she definitely would grow up to be a gorgeous lady. Luck was on her side when it came to good looks, but that was it. She definitely was no Einstein. “No, listen!” Wait, what else was there to say? He’d explained everything in very simple terms and yet, it still hadn’t sunk into her brain.

Honoré huffed and puffed, clearly frustrated with the questions that endlessly flowed out of her mouth. “No! Not everyone is baby cute. Some babies are mean. Snakes are mean! They got CHOMP CHOMP on your nose.” he explained, noticing that something was now sticking out of the egg. Shit. The Québécois took a step forward, hesitating for a moment. Why was he doing this? His tail was tucked in between his legs, and his face was contortioned into a grimace. Just his luck. No one was there to watch him be a hero, which meant no medal would be awarded to him.


“Okay, come come to Honoré.” he said, attempting to coax her into stepping away once more. Oh, who was he kidding? She wasn’t going to listen. The Valley wolf charged up to her and grabbed a hold of the pup as if she were a mere football, then he went for the touchdown a few yards away. He did not let go of her though, out of fear that she’d go and introduce herself to Mr. Rattlesnake.



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MSN is being silly D: 300+

........ The girl was starting to get confused. She was a lovely little thing, but Noir Aston could not be said to be an incredibly smart puppy. She was extremely naïve and believed in peace on earth and flower power. Her mind would have to work on the magic rock equals egg conversion, but she could not really understand how some babies could be bad and some not. Attila could be bad, but he was not bad bad, and Noir was positive he had not been a bad baby when they all had been babies. Babies were just small and cute and were lovely just like Noir had been, and she could not imagine how a bad baby would look like. Maybe like this one. A baby with no pelt, it was a little bit ugly. The girl ever so slowly lifted her face away from the weird thing. There was something coming out from its mouth all the time. It looked a bit like a tongue, but it couldn’t be because it did not look right. Maybe the weird man was right, because it most certainly was an odd looking baby.

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Snakes. It was a snakes! She did not know what CHOMP CHOMP meant, but the way he said those words suggested something not very nice. Her blue-golden eyes raced up to the man as he behaved very strangely, as if she was a bit stupid. She was about to come with a smart reply that even if the snakes baby was ugly it did not have to be cruel, but she never got that far before the world span halfway around and she was flying through the air upside down. No, wait, she was being carried. There were a few moments of pure confusion before her little brain finally managed to conclude that something weird definitely had happening, and that the weird man with the moving bum was carrying her. She let a squeal shake the air as her newborn baby (the snakes without fur!) was left behind. Oh noes!

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They slowed down, but she was still stuck in his grasp. ”Baby, Noir take care of snakes baby child!” How could he know that it was mean?! ”Noir is telling Mommy on Hoo!” That was the worst threat she was able to present. Tayui would give this Ho-man a time out! So cruel to Noir’s baby..

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He couldn’t really see much of anything now, except a small white dot in the distance. Maybe the baby snake had escaped from its confinements. That would be bad. Something brushed past his face, and Honoré just about dropped the kid for a moment. What the hell? A stick was coming out of her head. Or maybe the snake had latched on to her. The Valley wolf felt his hair stand on end and he slowly lowered his gaze to meet his fate. A whimper passed his lips; he braced himself for the inevitable. A venomous bite coming from a wicked… tail? His eyes widened for a moment as he readjusted his vision.

Her rump rapidly came into view, and it was then that he realized what was going on. When had she flipped upside down? Honoré rectified the situation by repositioning her body. Little Noir was now throwing a fit, squealing and whining about the snake’s baby. How ingrate! This was the thank-you he was getting for saving her life? The Québécois rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky, silently hoping for a miracle. This was the reason why he’d never have kids. Or maybe it had to do with the fact that no woman wanted to be with him. It didn't really matter at this point. Bottom line was, children were a pain in the ass.

“Stop stop… Noir!” Her name was French. Weird. Honoré let a snort escape his nostrils when she mentioned something about her mother and how she would put him on a time out. “No! She will be happy because I save Noir like a superhero. Then maybe she will kiss me to thank me, yah?”


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........ She whined and was rotated ninety degrees so that the world seemed right again. She wriggled slightly, feeling a slight annoyance, a completely new feeling to the normally lovable child. This man was weird. Magic rock was not a magic rock, but an egg with a snakes inside. She had been partly right though, because the thing inside the rock like object had definitely been alive, and had not been particularly pretty. Noir was not an unkind soul, she accepted and understood that not everyone could be as cute as herself, and if this was how ugly babies were treated, there was no wonder why they became mean. This man was a bit mean as well, and the Aston child silently pondered if he had been ugly and hairless as well.

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He was no superhero. ”Baby snakes did not hurt Noir, not mean!” Who would ever want to hurt her? She was always nice to everyone. The adult believed that Noir’s mother would kiss him, but that was a silly thing to think! First off, he was weird, and secondly, Noir was so going to tell on him. ”Mommy not kiss Ho-man, she is too pretties.” This was true. Now when she looked more closely at him, he did look a bit like her, only that her mother was the best. She decided she should make this clear. ”Mommy looks like you, just pretty and mommy-like and pretty red and blue eyes not light poo.” Comparing his eye colour to poo was not a consciously mean comment. She just was out of other words to use.

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His grasp on the pup tightened when she started moving. Not only did she like snakes, but she was also trying to be one by slithering her way out of his grip. “Stop move.” he whined, slightly worried that he’d accidently drop her. Her mother would have his head on a platter if that happened. He too, was getting slightly annoyed. Why did she insist on telling him that snakes were nice? Of course it hadn’t hurt her. Honoré hadn’t given it time to do so! Rattlesnakes were dangerous, and he didn’t want her to get hurt. She was irritating, but cute nonetheless. And cute things weren’t meant to be harmed. “Hey, hey! I big, you’re small. I know everything, you don’t. Ok? Works like that.”


Noir’s next comment was mildly insulting, but he could handle it. She was a child after all. What did she know? Nothing! No woman was too pretty for Honoré! It was the other way around. He was too handsome for most women. The nickname she’d given him wasn’t very flattering, and he demonstrated his opinion by shaking his head energetically. “My name is Honoré. Not ho-man! Ho-no-ré!” He could only handle so much criticism, hence why her next statement about his eyes being the color of poo made him cringe. Before he got a chance to retaliate, his brain finally registered the information she’d given him. Tayui?

His eyes narrowed, and he fell silent for a moment. Red and blue eyes weren’t exactly common. Both confusion and disbelief were all over his face. It couldn’t be! “We’ll see. Bet she will kiss me. Noir, I wanna meet your mommy, yah?” Hopefully the child would take him to her.




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........ Big and small, it was true. Her mouth twisted into an unhappy grimace when he said that he knew everything and she did not. It was not fair, it was not her fault that she was so small. Maybe when she got her big bum she would be smart too. Ho-no-ré was weird name, she had never heard it before. Ho-man was much easier to both pronounce and remember. He seemed aggravated, but so was she. She had never really been annoyed at anyone before, but this was mainly because he had only confused her, then he had confused her some more. He held her tightly, too tightly for her liking, although she usually worshipped physical contact. That was with the people she loved, and she did not know this strange adult very well. Not enough to be held like this, at least not against her will. He said he wanted to meet her mommy, and the girl nodded enthusiastically. She was going to tell on him and say that Ho-man wanted her to kiss him even though he had taken Noir away from the baby snakes. She wriggled a bit as a signal to be put down on the ground. ”Okay, is not far she will not kiss you Noir thinks.” She let this fact sink in for a moment before she turned around and lead the way to the family den. She wished she could have brought her snakes baby, but maybe Tayui would make the man go back for it so that Noir could have it. She hoped so.

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